Hallelujah (I'm Not Dead)

It had been quite the journey with his father and his brother, but now they were returning home after a couple of seasons gone at most. He wasn't sure what to expect upon their return, but his eyes had been opened to a lot. He had seen things. Terrible things. Good things. Things that he would not be naive to in the future. He had seen his father's true side, and Ifrit learned that he too, had a darker side to him as well...it ran in their blood. And honestly? He was proud of it. He wasn't going to be weak. He would strive to strengthen their bloodline and make his ancestors proud.

He glanced at Vulcan when his father spoke, a smirk similar to Ignis' playing on his own lips as he put on a bit more speed to follow after their sire. He followed behind Ignis up the ship, settling beside his father as he demanded the pack to gather. He and Vulcan were no doubt the stronger ones of the litter now, but he was sure that in time, they could help the others become strong, too. So he waited, eager to see his siblings and the reactions of the rest of the pack. He knew most of them disliked his father, but regardless...he was still their alpha.